After Xie Ximeng expressed that he wanted to enter the house to talk in detail, he found that Ning Shu did not intend to invite him into the house, not only smiled, but also moved his body back to avoid the rain from accumulating on the eaves and pouring it on himself.

"I'm going to do something big tonight. He said seriously.

Ning Shu looked ahead, waiting for the following.

"The Ministry of Dao is going to take action to eliminate some alien races, but unfortunately, there are some powerful characters among these alien races tonight, so I can't do it now. ”

"You're not the only practitioner of the Dao Division. ”

"This job tonight is a bit special, it is inconvenient for the Daoist Department to dispatch a lot of combat power, so I have to go alone, doesn't it sound a little miserable?"

Xie Ximeng had a wry smile on his face, and he spoke extremely desolately, as if he couldn't come back after going on alone.

Ning Shu pursed his lips and said, "You are known as the first person of the younger generation of the Divine Dynasty, and it is not easy to die. ”

"But I wanted to keep things clean, so I needed someone so I could not get distracted. ”

"So you found me?" Ning Shu looked at the long sword at his waist and could feel the sharpness of this sword.

"I love your sword. Xie Ximeng nodded.

"You've already said it. ”

"I guess your swordsmanship should be good, so I need your help. ”

"How can I help?"

"As I said before, it allows me to concentrate and undisturbed to make a sword. ”

"Just a sword?"

"A sword. ”

Ning Shu touched the long sword on his waist and said, "Why me?

Xie Ximeng gasped and gave Ning Shu an approving look: "Sure enough, it's a scholar, and he came back as he spoke." ”

"Actually, it's a bit empty to say, but in the end, it's still this principle, it's nothing more than some mundane things of new hatred and old hatred, but this new hatred and old hatred are not my personal, but this country. ”

"You also know that there have been more frequent battles in the Northern Wilderness these days, although it has not affected Los Angeles, but it is not peaceful after all. ”

"Half a month ago, the Huns slaughtered six villages at the junction of the barren state and the grassland, and none of them were alive, not even a single corpse. ”

"The leader of the slaughter village is in L.A. right now. ”

"All I have to do is kill him. ”

Ning Shu listened to these words, and felt a little sullen in his heart, just like Xie Ximeng said, it is a bit vulgar to kill people for some important family and national affairs, just like it is impossible to hear that the war is about to start, and when the brain is hot, he doesn't read books, he doesn't do business, and he buries his head in the war when he has nothing, which is quite a ridiculous thing.

He is not the kind of angry young man who loses his mind with enthusiasm, but when he heard about Tu Village, his heart couldn't help but beat a little, Ning Shu silently wiped the rain from the hilt of the sword on his waist with his hand, remembered the silence in the village that morning, thought of the ring in the old mansion, and remembered the words that Mr. Song said when he faced the person in Tu Village, and determined his choice.

Xie Ximeng looked at him who was silent for a moment and said: "I know that it is not good to let you and me go with this kind of condition similar to moral character, and I actually hate this kind of meaningless request, but if you go with me, I ......"

"Where are we going?"

Ning Shu put down the hand that was touching the hilt of the sword and said crisply.

Xie Ximeng was stunned for a moment, a little unexpectedly that this young man really had a lot of enthusiasm and made a decision so quickly, and once again sighed in his heart that he had not seen the wrong person.

"I owe you a favor. ”

"If your life is in danger at that time, you can leave. ”

"When are you leaving?" Ning Shu didn't seem to care about this sentence.

"Now. ”

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Ning Shu returned to the house and took out the towel cloth in his backpack to wipe the rain off the sword, although he said that it would inevitably be stained with rain and even blood later, but he still did it.

After rubbing it three times, he put the sword into the scabbard, and then put the Miluo Yingyue robe brought out by the Tushi Palace under his scholar's green shirt, because he had never done this kind of assassination, so he didn't prepare those black clothes, black pants, black masks and other things, but he knew that since it was the god who shot at the Dao Department, it was the official identity, no matter who the other party was, as long as Xie Ximeng could succeed, it seemed that there was no need to hide his identity.

Seeing that there was nothing missing in the room, Ning Shu pushed open the door and walked out, because there were not many things he could have bringed.

Xie Ximeng, as a sword cultivator, is naturally not surprised by Ning Shu's dress, the cook cooks with kitchen utensils, the shopkeeper brings an abacus to settle accounts, the students bring books to class, and the sword cultivator goes out to kill...... Of course, it is enough to bring a sword.

With a creak, the door of Ning Shu's decadent middle-aged uncle Mu Storytelling next door opened, and it was evening, and the middle-aged man actually yawned and walked out, not avoiding the rain, and walked straight to the middle of the courtyard and stretched his waist.

"Are you all so unique in Bailu Guozhen?" Xie Ximeng sighed as he looked at the man in the courtyard next door.

Ning Shu turned his head and didn't want to admit that he knew this middle-aged uncle who seemed to have a hangover because he didn't have class, and then slept until he got up.

But often some things don't go the way people want to.

After stretching his waist, the middle-aged uncle raised his hand and twisted it twice as if he was moving his muscles, and then found two people standing under the eaves of the courtyard next door.

"Why are you going?"

Ning Shu was slightly stunned when he heard this, he didn't expect this middle-aged uncle to take the initiative to talk to him, you must know that in addition to the embarrassing greeting that morning, the words that the two of them have said on weekdays can be counted on one hand.

Especially on this rainy day, it would have been a strange thing for the three of them to be outside the house.

"Take a walk. He thought for a moment and replied.

Again, this is a very strange sentence, where did the neuropathy come from to go out for a walk in such a heavy rain?

"Don't get wet in the rain while walking. The middle-aged uncle said gently and with concern.

Since it is a strange word, it naturally has to be accompanied by a strange answer, which is normal for people who are drenched in the rain and still stretch their waists and yawn.

"Let's go. ”

Two people with swords at their waists, holding two oil-paper umbrellas, walked out of the White Deer Country.

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Many people in Los Angeles know a lot of things in this city, just as they know that there are seven departments in the Divine Dynasty and there are red piles of snow in Pingkangfang, and they also know that there are two major gangs in this city.

One is the Bear Axe Gang, and the other is called the Phoenix Pavilion.

The people of the Bear Axe Gang are the same as their name, they are as strong as tigers and bears, good at using two short axes, controlling some very profitable industries in the city, often doing some things to collect rent and demolish and oppress the people, but it is very strange that although the government is also in charge, it does not cut the grass and eradicate the roots, and it seems to be somewhat conniving, so the people in the city say that the Bear Axe Gang is covered by a backer, and the backer is not small in the court.

And the Phoenix Pavilion is interesting, the people in the gang are all dressed in light yellow robes, compared to the roughness of the Bear Axe Gang, those people in the Phoenix Pavilion seem much more elegant, and they are not so rude in doing things, holding a series of money-making industries such as wharf transportation, although they are not rude, but in the eyes of those rich businessmen, they are living vampires, who can get eighty percent of the profits, but after passing through the Phoenix Pavilion, I am afraid that even forty percent will not be left.

Therefore, the people in the rivers and lakes of the Bear Axe Gang and the oppressed rich businessmen all mocked the hypocrisy of the Phoenix Pavilion in private, obviously they are also bad gang members in the mixed rivers and lakes, not to mention the elegant dressing, and the name is so poetic, can such a culture be able to cover up the bad behavior of making money and getting cramps?

Not really!

Therefore, in addition to the conflict of interests, the two gangs naturally included this in the reasons for disagreeing with each other.

The rest of the small gangs in the west and east of the city are naturally not worth mentioning.

Recently, the Bear Axe Gang and the Phoenix Pavilion have been engaged in large and small frictions in Changle Lane, which divides the boundary between the south city and the north city of the East City, but fortunately, it has not affected the lives of the people.

The main altar of the Bear Axe Gang is in the Shengye Fang in Xicheng, and this general altar is very lively today, because the eldest brother of their gang is here.

Although the gang brothers don't know where their eldest brother's top brother comes from and what kind of identity he has, the fact that his eldest brother doesn't even have the qualifications to see him can show that the eldest brother of this eldest brother is naturally very powerful.

The unknown eldest brother was going to have a meeting tonight, so there was not a single idler on the whole street, three steps and a post, five steps and a sentry, and the security was very tight, except for the sound of rain, all that was left was the footsteps of the minions.

The younger brothers are all speculating whether they are going to fight to the death with the Phoenix Pavilion.

Thinking of this, Li Xiaoxian, who managed the minions, couldn't help but feel a little excited when he touched the two axes on his waist.

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There was a long way to walk from the academy to the Shengye Fang, but Ning Shu and Xie Ximeng walked extremely slowly, as if they thought it would be better if it was later in the day, and they were very leisurely, and they didn't feel that they were going to kill people at all.

Raindrops snapped down the surface of the umbrella, as if the umbrella in the hands of the two of them was a canopy with tassels.

The lights on the road were all extinguished, the shops had long been closed, and the road ahead was hidden in the wind and rain, like a giant beast opening its mouth in the abyss, welcoming the two people who were walking slowly.

Ning Shu, who was wearing a cyan scholar shirt and an ordinary long sword pinned to his waist, walked very straight, his lowered eyebrows and eyes didn't know what he was thinking, and he occasionally wiped the water droplets on the hilt with his hand, looking extremely casual.

Xie Ximeng still looked lazy, carrying his hands behind his back, completely ignoring the light blue robe that was wet by the wind with rain, as if the wind and rain could not make him sober up from his sleepiness for half a minute.

There was silence on the road, and there were only two people holding umbrellas and looking like they were walking along the street.

Accompanied by the sound of rain, it was the sound of the two of them talking, to be precise, it was Xie Ximeng who was introducing all aspects of information to Ning Shu.

"The leader of the Phoenix Pavilion is ......"